| Swinging for the stands, let me see your hands
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| Try to mash out on this life, fame and do the dance
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| What’s the plan, man, I’mma hit the city and sigh-see
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| Lot of imitators, you can tell them to bite these
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| Hide these on the sideline, like Spike Lee
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| I’m playing outta town, someone tell them to invite me
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| My flight leaves early tomorrow, let’s get acquainted
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| The town’s looking kinda dull, it’s time to paint it
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| Walking around this whole spot like we made it
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| If they ain’t talking about us, we will name it
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| Don’t give a fuck who they put up on the A list
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| See, anything we don’t like, we replace it
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| Change it, rearrange it, what’s your favorite drink?
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| Once you take the shot this what we be chasing
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| With, don’t make a dif', yeah, you in the basic
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| Chick, tryna get the grip, this is what it is
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| Don’t be blinded by the lights
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| Killing day, we up all night
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| Pour it up, girl, it’s alright
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| I just gotta know
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| You wanna be my main squeeze, baby?
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| I gotta know
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| Will you give me what I need, baby?
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| I just gotta know
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| You wanna be my main squeeze, baby?
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| I gotta know
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| Will you give me what I need, baby?
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| I just gotta know
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| Yeah, get it right, roll with the winners
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| And if anybody asks, you don’t know when you’ll be finished
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| Ain’t nobody business and you can say ah, just ain’t no limits
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| This is my piece here, I be a hard act to follow
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| Probably heard when I see the bank balance tomorrow
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| For now it don’t matter, it’s no jetter… ain't got no talent and no manners
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| I’m no fan of and don’t dabble in scrub shit
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| So if you need a cab you won’t have to cover it
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| Just pour it up, pour it up like Rihanna
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| Good girl gone bad, Charlotte to Samantha
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| Sex and the City fan, I know you can hand with
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| This, any photo looks good if the angle fits
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| But you final, you don’t need no camera tricks
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| Tryna get the grips, just what it is
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| Don’t be blinded by the lights
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| Killing day, we up all night
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| Pour it up, girl, it’s alright
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| I just gotta know
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| You wanna be my main squeeze, baby?
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| I gotta know
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| Will you give me what I need, baby?
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| I just gotta know
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| You wanna be my main squeeze, baby?
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| I gotta know
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| Will you give me what I need, baby?
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| I just gotta know |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gotta Know , by - David Dallas. Song from the album Falling into Place, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп